Often characterised – unheard – as a Mingus-like scream of rage against the authorities who bloodily quelled America’s most infamous prison riot, this is actually a much subtler record that that, and that might perversely be why it has dropped from sight for so long. Shepp alternates slow mournful ballads with funkier numbers that reflect things going on elsewhere in black music… A great album, long overlooked.

And here he is, with a big band, re-creating the album (almost).

Thanks to watten who recorded and shared the tracks at The Traders’ Den.